Now that I’m older
I know better
I can read between the lines
Tell the clock it’s my time

I’ve drawn my secrets
Like a circle
To surround me as walk by your side
You won’t see them if I’m quiet

I might just be
In someone’s sleeping dream
A whisper to a friend
Or a moment on the street
Is there anything to suggest
I won’t just blow away with a strong breeze?

Take me where
I can see all my flaws
I’ll know when I’m home
Take me where
I can see all my flaws
I’ll know when I’m homе

More to report?
Or less
To admit?
Almost is not еnough
I’m used to painting
A watercolour version of myself
Pastel colours, soft edges
How can you tell?
How can you ever tell?

Take me where
I can see all my flaws
I’ll know when I’m home
Take me where
I can see all my flaws
I’ll know when I’m home